歌词
There's no more travelling
No more festivals too
I hate to be alone
Better find something to do
There's a sign on every window
Say we'll be back soon
When I look into your eyes
I see an empty room
There's no more travelling
All the clocks are running slow
Day's flying by like there's no tomorrow
There's nowhere to go
I don't have a meaning
I don't need a name
My motor home is jacked up
And I'm in my cups again
There's no more travelling
There's no more travelling
On this sunny summer's day
No more back fence conversations
My neighbour just passed away
The curtains they have faded
Like the flowers in the yard
I don't need to worry
With my head inside the jar
There's no more travelling
The clocks are running slow
There's no more travelling
The clocks are running slow
Written by: Reg Mombassa
